Help when I needed it most...

• Posted by Christy Bradford July 31, 2014 1,118 views
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  I’ve been struggling with how to start my journey of transition. If you’ve read my blog you know I came out last week at work to the HR person and it went better than I could have hoped. I don’t have a lot of friends so I was trying to figure out where to begin my journey with the few I have.

  We were friends with a couple for 25 years. They were really kindred spirits and we did a lot together and really enjoyed each other’s company. The woman of this couple was my wife’s best friend. My wife helped her through her bout of Breast Cancer and she helped my wife when she was ill. They were BFFs before someone thought of that acronym. My plan was to come out to her a few weeks ago. I had my speech all prepared and I had gathered up my courage and asked if she had some time for a chat.

  Here is where it’s gets interesting…

  Unbeknownst to me, my wife knew that she would be dying soon and asked her best friend to please keep an eye on me. She told her everything about me and made her promise to make sure I was ok after she died. My wife outed me to her best friend and never let on that she had done it…

  When she told me that she already knew everything about me and then explained how she had found out, I was blown away. If you want to know what true love is, all you have to do is look at the selfless way my wife wanted me to know how much she cared about me. Even after she was gone…

  So…I had been outed by ghost you say? I guess in some ways it’s true.

  My wife’s BFF is now my BFF and has accepted me unconditionally. We both cried a long time that day when we had our “chat”. I am so lucky to have someone so supportive of everything I do. She is truly an amazing woman.

  In some ways, I’m the luckiest girl in the world. Do I expect the road to be smooth and bump free? Not by any stretch of the imagination. And no one seems to know where the road map is for this journeyJ.

  Why am I out here writing about this? I think there’s hope for me out there. If that’s true, then there is hope out there for everyone who has struggled with their gender, their identity, their self-worth or the whole idea of who they are as a person. I think there is hope for all of us…